Sometimes I laugh at our own obscurity. Of humans' uncanny ability to sink from the sanity to the insane, and of gestures and actions worthy to be labeled reprehensible.
Truth is, we're made up of fragments of deception and mendacity. Impenetrable, the clock frightfully ticks and the world spins without heed in awaiting self-destruction.
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